A/N: Here is the prologue xD Read and review, please
PROLOGUE
Five cats stood around a pool, watching the reflections in it. A big, fluffy she-cat narrowed her green eyes. "I still don't see how this cat pertains to the prophecy, Thunderstar," she grumbled at a large orange tabby tom.
His amber eyes flashed. "StarClan is fading, Shadowstar. If she isn't the one, then who is?"
A long-haired, silvery-gray tom spoke up, his green eyes bright in the gloom. "Well, she's going to be born, and whichever Clan she is born into will have their work cut out for them. I, personally, don't care where she goes."
"Riverstar!" a wiry brown she-cat hissed, her yellow eyes annoyed. "I know you'd rather stay and collect shiny things until your heart's content, but you're just as much a part of the prophecy as the cats in your Clan."
"Windstar's right," a long-haired white she-cat murmured. "No matter which Clan this kit is born into, all of us have to guide her. It's the only way…" Her pale blue eyes were wide.
"Very true, Skystar," a raspy voice purred.
All five original leaders whipped around, their teeth bared and their eyes glaring.
"Relax; it's just little old me," a scruffy gray she-cat with a flat face growled, her bright yellow eyes glittering with amusement. "You're all acting like kits. Besides, I already know what Clan she's going to be born into. And I'll tell you…if you tell me the prophecy."
Shadowstar stiffened, and she curled her lip. "Why should we listen to you, Yellowfang?"
"Because, my dear Shadowstar, I was born into your Clan, and I am your great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-granddaughter," Yellowfang replied, lashing her tail. "Now, what is the prophecy?"
The five leaders looked at one another, and then Thunderstar looked back at Yellowfang and opened his mouth: "The heart of silver can hear what cannot be heard, and she shall lead the way through the clouds of evil into a world of peace."
Yellowfang listened intently, her eyes narrowed. "Well, that's what I thought. And now I suppose you'll want to know what Clan this kit will belong to?" The leaders nodded. "Well, I have no idea. I thought we were talking about Blackstar's great-great-great-granddaughter, Petalheart. She's in ShadowClan, by the way." Yellowfang trotted off, her tail waving in the air.
"I hate her, Shadow," Skystar muttered.
"So do I," Shadowstar replied.
